First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

At that sight, all three of them went deadly serious.

If this weren’t the 749 Reserve University.

If identity checks weren’t required upon entry.

If the 749 Reserve University didn’t have countless defensive systems designed to detect demons and monsters.

Then Lu Ding, at this moment,

would undoubtedly be a great demon, a supreme fiend, a walking legendary monster in human form!!!

Even if slightly lesser, he would still be a tyrannical scourge.

But since none of that was true,

this became wildly strange.If he really were one of those things, it would be easier to understand.

But now he wasn’t, and that made things difficult to explain.

The scene had an unnervingly dark tone.

New City was too far from Hanjing, otherwise they might have heard rumors about Lu Ding.

But remembering him after today would not be too late.

He Cheng, Dong Changgong, and Chi Yanyi exchanged glances.

They all understood they had to bring out their trump cards!!!

But they still needed to keep some restraint for now!

After all, this was one of Hanjing’s 749 Reserve University campuses. Three Fifth Restriction cultivators and one unknown-depth fighter—along with four other elites below Fifth Restriction—if they weren’t careful, the resulting destruction could be massive.

The consequences... would be severe!!

Since Lu Ding hadn’t used techniques, they would hold off on techniques for the moment.

After all, the three of them could all be considered close-combat experts.

Three against one—earlier they had lost to the man in the scholar-warrior sleeves because they had underestimated him. Now, it’s unclear who would win.

They no longer fought as individuals.

Dong Changgong struck first, stepping forward, eyes wide, a horn-like mark appearing between his brows, a horn of light spreading, releasing a divine pattern: “I, one!”

He Cheng swung his blades with both hands, kicking a short blade with his foot, three strikes moving in unison: “I, two!!”

Chi Yanyi tied her loose hair into a ponytail and fixed it at the back of her head, her fists clashing to reveal a pair of spiked gauntlet blades: “I, three!!!”

The three-three system appeared again.

High offense, high defense—tank-like Dong Changgong took main assault, going full attack, maxing speed, wielding blades; He Cheng, lacking in defense, served as secondary damage with steady, brutal strikes; the most versatile, teacher Chi Yanyi, handled support!

The trio coordinated like they were facing a raid BOSS.

This was one reason they had confidence: individually they had lost to Lu Ding, but together they trusted their teamwork.

They had all come up during Great Han’s external wars.

Three-three system, sparrow squad, wasp formation, rolling drum assault, triple ferocity tactics—these strategies were etched into their DNA.

If you can pull people together into a team and have sufficient proficiency and tacit understanding, you can unleash a force where one plus one is greater than two, and one plus one plus one is greater than three.

And the scale is more than marginal.

It also explained why contemporary students lived too comfortably.

Those tactics had to be forged in the heat of battlefield combat and blood.

Unless someone had terrifying solo power to clear everything alone, these tactics would always be useful!

Dong Changgong’s current stance matched the last character of his name.

Ferocious! Attack!!!!!

Both arms swept down in a crushing rotation, spiritual energy attached, reaching far with extended strikes—this was Tongbi!!!

He Cheng’s blades danced like flowers, a wrapped-head whirlwind, the big-blade technique Mountain-Splitting Slash followed by a left-hand cut across the throat; the third short blade darted viciously, aiming straight for Lu Ding’s anming acupoint.

Chi Yanyi opened both fists, revealing blade-like knuckles, planted heavy stances and charged forward with a hard, explosive step, smashing the ground.

Three attacks came in together.

Adrenaline in Lu Ding spiked wildly at that moment, like a runaway stallion, his pupils snapping tight.

Black smoke tainted the whites of his eyes, leaving a pinpoint center like a needle, a blood-red pupil that stabbed the vision!

In that instant,

Lu Ding looked exactly like a beast about to hunt!

It also embodied what he and his Inner Demons had discussed last time—the difference between a king and his mount!

Instinct!

The hunting instinct!

The thrill of facing prey!

The fight began!!!

Bajiquan, relentless assault!!!

He raised his arm for the ”Underworld Hand Flick” and collided hard against Dong Changgong’s Tongbi extended-strike combination.

The terror of that single blow’s force stunned even Dong Changgong, who had mentally prepared—Lu Ding’s power shocked him!

One had to understand that Dong Changgong could easily crush artifacts with those arms.

Against blades he could be said to be unbreakable.

But facing Lu Ding’s fling-collision, with just that one move, his guard was scattered, and the force left fissures in his hand bones!

It hurt!!!

Lose one move and you risk losing everything—life and death hung by a thread!

Seeing Dong Changgong’s hands splay, Lu Ding released his gripless-seizing hand, hard-twisting the wrist, controlling the arm—this was one of the six openings in Bajiquan theory!

The Six Openings are the six ways Bajiquan breaks an opponent’s defense.

They are: top, embrace, single, lift, carry, wrap!

Now Lu Ding used wrap and embrace!

His left hand coiled like a snake around a tree, tangling Dong Changgong’s right arm, the final claw locking the soft flesh under the armpit, pinning it tight, choking it, restricting movement.

Lu Ding raised his right hand and struck with a horizontal elbow.

This was the ”Wrap Arm Burst Elbow.”

If Dong Changgong had faced Lu Ding alone today, that move alone would have let Lu Ding bind and control him, beating him until his body was shattered!!!

But Dong Changgong had teammates—two of them.

In the three-three system, the secondary damage dealer and the support show their worth at moments like this.

He Cheng and Chi Yanyi attacked.

Lu Ding abandoned the horizontal elbow, his left hand tearing suddenly, ripping a chunk of flesh from Dong Changgong.

He bent, landing on the ground.

With a twisted foothold, he kicked away the crossed twin blades of He Cheng’s incoming twin-slashed strike!

The final short blade came in sneakily.

Lu Ding planted both hands, inverted into a straddle split, narrowly dodging the vital blow!

This son of a—so vicious and toxic!

Normally, reactions take time.

So when Chi Yanyi saw Dong Changgong wounded, He Cheng’s attack knocked away, and Lu Ding in a straddle split!

”Good chance!!!”

Her gauntleted blades swung down!

You really are vicious too!

This was the horror of the three-three system—there is always another teammate to pick up the damage, waves of offense coming one after another; as long as manpower holds, the pressure never stops.

Ordinarily, reaction time is needed—true enough.

But Lu Ding...

With White Snake Shakes Scales on his body, does he understand what numbers mean or not!?

He pushed off the ground.

A rear kick like a tiger’s tail, then a twisting pair-of-feet kick.

”Get lost!!”

Both feet landed.

Bang bang!!

Chi Yanyi took heavy hits and flew backward, her chest a flattened battlefield, blood spilling from her mouth.

In that split-second.

Dong Changgong ignored his armpit wound and filled the damage gap: ”Again!!!!”

Power rose from the ground as he launched an upward straight punch, his fist seal covering the air, daylight shining, anomalous phenomena appearing—landscapes overlapping, mountains collapsing and earth splitting, a terrifying scene of destruction!!

Lu Ding hung in the air.

Force erupted from his body as he smashed a downward punch, black energy billowing, swallowing light, a horrific phantom blooming, shockwaves shaking all directions, darkness devouring all life, no old light remained—only the sound of darkness chewing, brutal!!

Bang!!!

The charging fists collided!!!